Train Spotter?

No I'm not!

But it's not everyday that you are standing at a level crossing and a beautiful old steam train comes whistling through.

Went out for a training ride today, by myself, as son didn't want to ride with the slow old man. Two punctures later, a change of route to keep me near home just in case as I had no further spares, I heard the whistle of the train and raced along to the next station. Just in time to take a few snaps. Made my day!